Sweatshine

Who could decry humidity on hardwood floors

The delight my footsteps find in it 

Reminding me the date square on the calendar grants invitation

To bear my skin today

Shoulders and toes, midriff maybe 

I laugh and pirouette at the thought 

Each degree of my foot’s spin lingers longer

Home on hardwood floors

Paint Fire Awake

My theme song
Sceaming the theme
Fire and belief
Wakes me up

A 1am urge
To oil paint
Big broad strokes
Revealing chiseled flames

In brick red
I think yes
It’ll evoke fire
Mine, the subject’s

Theme song ready
Brush and canvas
Us awake now
Fire believe it